2002-02-02 - 9:25 a.m.
wow man. that lady, fukutomi, she's a cracker. yesterday, after i go and take the attendance down to the office, by the time i get back to the room for english, the entire room is all different. like all the tables are spaced out and nobody was where i remember them because everything is all different. it was crazyness man! her reasoning for moving everything around? to make sure everyone was 2 ft. away from eachother for the vocab test. damn...
and in news writing, i was moved up from recycling bitch to, something else. hamel didn't name me yet. but she said i'm the worst one in the class about not being a good quiet reporter. then again, she said alyssa is one of the better ones at being quiet and she skipped over emily who's always quiet. oh well, she was right about me at least. and then she also said randi was just as bad as me, and it's jenna's job to keep us apart. like she needs to keep me away from her. i dont want to be by randi. stupid fat lunchbox girl.
oh, perhaps the coolest part of the school day was when richard got me lunch from zippy's when he had to ditch school to get his extra credit from home. that kicked some major ass.
and the worst part of the day was when i had to take around some notes for mr. chia all around a-bldg. and a single note to g-bldg. AND the pool. and then, when i get back, ms. maltere hands me three notes, one for a-bldg., one for c-bldg. and one of e-bldg. i think i got more exercise in that one 50-min span than i normally do in one day. and then, to compound that, as soon as i get back to the office, boss kicks me out of her airconditioned room because she's having a conference. dammit. so i had to sit outside and read the paper WITHOUT the sports page. fuck...
but man, the funnest part of the school day was during period six.
eric needs to dismantle as many weapons as possible because we need to get rid of as many as possible so that we can get new clean ones instead of our ugly dirty old ones. so, who does he leave it up to? me and deyson. bad idea. so me and deyson start tearing apart rifles and then school ends so brian comes in the back too. now, when brian comes back there, i'm busy trying to saw off the head of a screw because it's jammed and i was just gonna punch it through because i had run out of ideas already on how to unscrew it because the fucking thing just wasn't moving. so i'm busy hacking through it and i'm getting tired because i stopped masturbating so my arms aren't used to quick repetitious back and forth movements, so i tell brian to go hack trough the bottom of the sling swivel holder so we can open it up and pry it off. so he goes and starts hacking through it and we're all laughing at our stupidity, but perhaps our stupidity couldn't get worse. nope it does. once we get that particular offending piece off, there's something else we need to take off. another screw that's stuck in the trigger housing. so, what do we intend to do? hell, this screw is stuck too, let's cut the whole damn thing apart. so we start hacking through the stock of the rifle, intending to cut into the trigger housing and just cutting the screw loose. bad idea. when we cut through the stock, tiffany walks in and tells us how stupid we are, but we already knew that, and that we need to save the trigger housings. dammit. so we're all like, "oh crap. what do we do?" and then deyson has the genius idea to just pound the trigger housing back in and try unscrewing it that way. we all start laughing when i turn the screw driver more than a few turns. well, the screw came out and then ching yee went to tell on us that we were hacking away. so major comes in when i'm trying to put a rifle stock together to hide our faux pau and deyson and brian try to hide the cut-in-half stock. i'm not sure if major noticed or not, but i acted all calm, like i knew what i was doing. as soon as major left, we all high-tailed it out of there.
after school, i beat most of tokyo xtreme racer zero. so right now, i could claim i beat it, but i really have like, 28 more wanderer's to beat and the last one boss that i know nothing about.
then randi picked me up (well, really her dad did) and we went to Punkfest with jenna, kim, and emily. at first randi and jenna didn't want to go in because they were afraid of all the other punk looking people there. me, i didn't really care, and kim was kinda in the middle, and emily was curious to see what the pink cadillac looked like inside. so, we eventually made our way in and were standing around because well, we didn't know what to expect. so we ended up looking for people who looked even more out of place than us. let me give you a run down of the people we saw there. there were all the punkish people that dress like jesse and his female counterparts, they looked like they belonged there; there were the marine type people who are there basically to mosh only, i expected them there; there were these asian girls with their back packs there, they looked like they did NOT belong there; eventually, there were these other korean girls who came in and so did not belong there, one was carrying a bouquet of flowers for crying out loud; and then there was us. we didn't really belong there either. well, anyway... the first band was, okay. but the second band was the best. i wish i had bought a sampler of these guys, or at least taken down their names. but... nah, it's all good. during the second band, jenna, kim and emily went on the floor, i would've gone too, but i didn't want to leave randi alone because she was sick and all. so i stayed with lunchbox until kim guys came back. and then jenna said she didn't want to go back on so during the third set, i went on the floor with kim and emily. while i was on the floor, i saw heather gardner. yeah, the girl who i haven't seen since forever. so i talked to her a little bit because she was supprised as hell that i was there. i guess you would be... so whatever. and while i was on the floor, i saw a guy in a wheel chair enter the pit. i give that guy props man. i also saw this guy yelling at his wife, girlfriend, i dont know. emily said that she thinks the lady's tit popped out of her shirt or something and the guy was angry or something and so he was yelling at here or something. yeah. not very helpful, but whatevers. so, anyway... we left after the third band because randi was feeling sickly and needed food. so we went to jack's across the ways and ate there. we had story telling time. i told all my funny stories again where i play all the parts and made everyone laugh. randi trying telling a story about her job shadowing, but emily told it funnier even though she wasn't there and didn't know what happened. and jenna told us about all the hot guys she saw. it was a grand ol time because none of us could hear. good times, good times.
after that, we had intended to go walking around waikiki and point up at buildings and see if others would come and look too, but it started raining so we took shelter in a budget car rental cabana like thing. yeah, we were standing there till the rain died down enough to go walk back to jenna's car. so we eventually made our way back and off we went home. well, i went to randi's house so she could drive me home (all by herself). so at randi's we watched a little TV and we were both sad that there wasn't anything on speedvision. okay, so it was only me that was sad, but still.
and then, when we were making babies in her car outside my building, i had to scramble out the car putting my pants on the whole time because she was parked on the sidewalk and blocking part of our already narrow road and there were cars coming, so we were all like "oh my god! hurry up ryan! hurry up!" no. we weren't making babies. but there was cars as i was getting out, so yeah.
and then i went to sleep.
that was my day.
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